To Infinity and Beyond.

In a world, where the word intimacy automatically means
so much less than what it was meant to mean.
And we store secrets in the depths of our souls,
because we can't really connect with people anymore.
With you, I just wanna hold hands.
Because you move me like God moves mountains.
Peel me open and read me like a book,
I want you to know my beginning, and my middle,
but I want you to be my end.
I want you to feel with me the way I feel on rollercoasters.
Because my stomach does flips when you're just standing next to me.
I want to get to know you from the neck up.
I want our minds to be intertwined,
with things I only tell my wet pillow at night.
I want to lust over your thoughts and your curves.
I want your hands to reach for the small of my back and my secrets.
I want to spell love g-i-v-e, because that's the way it should be.
There is so much of my body that you can see,
but so much more of my mind that I want to show you.
And I know I fumble my words, but it's because you make me nervous.
I promise I can be articulate if you would just give me a chance.
And I'm just a poet, trying to say you fascinate me,
to infinity and beyond.
-written by me